you can't love whom you don't know

(it's in the bible.)

when i was just a wee little lass of two days older than however many months babies are when they start walking, i was taking a stroll around the ol' house when i misjudged my newfound walking abilities, got going a little too fast, and tripped and fell. on the way down, i cut my forehead open on the knifelike corner of a webster's unabridged dictionary. two hours, two thousand tears, and five stitches later, doctors gave my parents the tragic news: not only was their oldest daughter the least coordinated young woman on the planet, she was also the nerdiest.

they wept for days.

you can see the scar if you want to. it's a little like harry potter. i would describe it more like a comma than a lightening bolt though. and instead of surviving the forces of evil, it was pretty much just a dictionary.

that's also how i got my indian name, dances with wolves. oh no wait, that was a different time. that story will come later, after we've gotten to know each other a bit better. for now, let's leave it at this: my name is susan. my middle name is danger. and my confirmation name is mary. my mom named me susan because of a survey she read in "good housekeeping" showing that "susan" was the most common name among female doctors in america. i'm a soon-to-be junior notre dame theology major and, needless to say, a major disappointment to my family. it's okay. all the great ones are.

this morning, i couldn't decide between lucky charms and smart start, so i had a bowl of each.

deciding to boycot studying for finals for the day, i then made two pans of chocolate chip cookies for my friends who judged that there were probably better ways to fight the man than just saying no to cracking the books. i felt it was my duty as a friend and, gosh darn it, as a catholic, to be in solidarity with those suffering in my midst. and there is no solidarity quite like warm, oven-baked, chocolate-chipped solidarity dunked in a tall, cool glass of milk.

that's in the bible too, i think. in one-a them books them catholics added, prob'ly.


the word "blog" makes me giggle. welcome to lots of that.